Angeline
Poet Chick
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- Mar 11, 2002
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Gracias
You are very kind to to refer to me as "one's betters," but not so accurate. We never see our own poems as others do, I know, but I could easily use that label for you, Mr. Darkmaas. We'll call it a mutual admiration society.
I'm glad you liked the poems. Pan is very special to me--Ive loved it since I was a little girl (the Barrie play and the Mary Martin/Cyril Ritchard TV special that ran every year). Someday I'll tell you how I fell out of my kitchen window, trying to fly. A clarifying moment. Sigh. And thank you Perdita for writing your terrific Pan poem, which inspired mine.
The Zappa thing really happened. One of the great things about growing up in and around NYC is you have all these cool stories of famous people you saw and tried hard to be contained and not the jerk you really wanted to be ("Hey! It's YOU! YOU! Right? duh). And thank you, Rybka, for the feedback.
Ange
Lets start off with a pair of Angelines. It's tough reviewing poems by one's betters and I try to hold some of you to a higher standard. However even by Ange's standard, His Shadow Speaks, is a winner. I'm personally not a big fan of Peter Pan, but the sophistication of this poem still leaps off the page.
I am a fan of Mr. Zappa who makes a cameo appearance in Village Blues. For those of us of a certain age, this poem might be a very maudlin trip but the last line saves the poem from mere nostalgia.
You are very kind to to refer to me as "one's betters," but not so accurate. We never see our own poems as others do, I know, but I could easily use that label for you, Mr. Darkmaas. We'll call it a mutual admiration society.
I'm glad you liked the poems. Pan is very special to me--Ive loved it since I was a little girl (the Barrie play and the Mary Martin/Cyril Ritchard TV special that ran every year). Someday I'll tell you how I fell out of my kitchen window, trying to fly. A clarifying moment. Sigh. And thank you Perdita for writing your terrific Pan poem, which inspired mine.
The Zappa thing really happened. One of the great things about growing up in and around NYC is you have all these cool stories of famous people you saw and tried hard to be contained and not the jerk you really wanted to be ("Hey! It's YOU! YOU! Right? duh). And thank you, Rybka, for the feedback.
Ange
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